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y/n malfoy
Waking up beside Harry is a feeling like no other.
I roll over closer to him, and lay flat on my stomach as i rest my chin on his chest. I smile, while watching his eyes slowly opening. Harry smiles warmly too, rubbing his eyes. He then yawns, reaching for his glasses on the bed side table.
"Good morning, love," I sweetly greet Harry, as my index finger travels across his face, before finally stopping on his nose. He smiles brightly at me, and mumbles in a groggy, deep morning voice, "Morning, darling." My stomach fills with butterflies at the moment the words fall out of his mouth. I plant a kiss on his chin, and he pulls my face up, before i press my lips against his.
"It wasn't a dream," Harry whispers, chuckling as we break the kiss. "No," I shake my head, "No it wasn't."
"You know i've always wanted this," He mutters, running his fingers through my hair.I reply, whispering lowly, "Me too." We stay like this for a while, just gazing deep into each other's eyes without saying a word. Just soaking it all in, you know. Sometimes, just by looking at the person you love can make you extremely happy.
Our little moment, however, was interrupted by Ron's loud knocking. I can tell it's Ron who delivered the row of knocks, because he shouts through the door, "Harry! Can i come in?"
I can't wait to see his reaction. This is going to be hilarious.
Harry looks down at me, presumably asking for permission. I give him a nod, and he shouts back to Ron, "Sure, door's unlocked." The door knob turns, followed by the wooden door itself creaking open. My eyes meet a familiar redhead, as Ron steps into the room.
He looks down as he enters for some reason, and says, "Just wanted to ask why there are--" When he sees me, he stops himself, before letting out a loud high pitched scream, looking at me with wide eyes and his jaw on the floor, "AAAH!" Ron screams, before covering his mouth in shock.
"What?" Harry asks with furrowed eyebrows, slightly chuckling. I'm trying to hold in my laughter too, amused seeing Ron's surprised face. Ron then points to me, his index finger shivering in fear as he does. He stutters with a shaky voice, "Is that-- Is that a ghost?"
Harry shouts, shaking his head, "No!" And then Ron's eyes drift to me again, as i give him a tiny wave and a toothy smile. Ron breathes heavily, and asks again, still in fear, "Is that Draco Malfoy in a wig?"
I gasp over dramatically, holding my chest, and says to him in an insulted tone, "I am offended Ronniekins. It's me, your favourite Malfoy!" Ron's eyes visibly grow wider when he hears me speaking, as his face starts getting paler.
Hermione then appears behind him, ascending from the stairs. She lightly hits Ron's shoulder and scowl at him, "Ron, what is it with your dramatic--" But when her eyes land on me, she lets out a loud, surprised gasp. While Harry sits here beside me, eyeing and pointing at me with a grin. I greet my best friend, waving, "Hey, Hermione."
